Andy Hardy's Private Secretary

Polly Benedict:
Isn't it just thrilling to graduate?

Andy Hardy:
If a girl in my own class gives me her father's check for her and her brother, I have to believe it's good don't I? Unless you want me to have a suspicious nature.

Polly Benedict:
Andrew Hardy, if you're going to make love to girls in the school building, kindly lower your voice so as not to set a bad example to the younger students!

Andy Hardy:
I wasn't making love to Kathryn. Why that's the last thing in the world I'd think of doing is making love to Kathryn!

Kathryn Land:
Oh thank you!

Andy Hardy:
I didn't mean that that way...

Polly Benedict:
Oh you didn't, did you?

Andy Hardy:
Kathryn is my private secretary.

Polly Benedict:
Private secretary - well that's a new one, isn't it?

Kathryn Land:
Don't worry about Andrew and me, Polly. He's not my type.

Andy Hardy:
Oh that's a fine thing to say about the president of the senior class.

Andy Hardy:
All shades of silk stockings look pretty good to me.

Jimmy McMahon:
I don't care what kind of clothes the ancient Greeks used to wear. I ain't gonna appear in public without any pants!

Andy Hardy:
Jimmy McMahon, I'll have you know the ancient Greeks didn't even know what pants were.

Jimmy McMahon:
Yeah well maybe the ancient Greeks weren't knock-kneed.

Andy Hardy:
You know, you're kind of a new kind of girl to me.

Harry Land:
Sometimes you folks from the other side of town give me a pain in the neck!

Andy Hardy:
Going without a car is like going without knives and forks. It's like eating raw meat with your fingers!

Andy Hardy:
[looks in the mirror and notices he has lipstick on his cheek] No wonder Polly Benedict called me a bigamist.

Judge Hardy:
Bigamist? Isn't that, uh, Polly's lipstick?

Andy Hardy:
I'd rather not explain. I'm as innocent as a newborn babe but I don't expect anybody to believe me.

Andy Hardy:
For years I've been hearing about the advantages of being eighteen. Now I might as well be living in the Dark Ages.

Kathryn Land:
The classmate committee reports they can't make a statue of the goddess of grief out of chicken wire and plaster of Paris.

Andy Hardy:
Hmm... Joe Costello's got some real marble statues over at his place right across from the cemetery.

Kathryn Land:
Wouldn't it cost a lot to move one here?

Andy Hardy:
Cost? Tell Joe Costello to deliver it free and we'll give him a free ad in the program. A lot of folks who'll be reading the program will be dead next year and they'll need monuments.

Andy Hardy:
You're the swellest girl I ever met in my life. You're so swell that I never even once thought about trying to kiss you. That's the first time that ever happened to me in my life.

Andy Hardy:
I'm the Greek god Apollo! You've gotta be a-scared of me!